Women Representation in (Hi)story.

May 23, 2015 § Leave a comment

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 The Way We Represent (Hi)story, Is The Way We Represent Us.

May 21, 2015 § Leave a comment

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All scenes were captured from the diorama display in ‘Museum Pemberontakan PKI’ or Museum of Communist Treachery in Jakarta. The museum lays out communist misdeeds from 1945, when Indonesia declared independence, to 1965, the year Suharto took power, and beyond. About 30 vivid dioramas put forth the simplistic and, in key parts, unsubstantiated narrative on which Suharto’s New Order regime based its legitimacy. The content is too busy demonising the communists. Vivid dioramas depict them abusing Muslims, attacking civil servants, executing prisoners, plundering villages, holding nefarious meetings and milling about subversively. And makes no mention about the social and cultural context on those years. It show us a glorification and justification of history, with much conflict, blood, and judgment inside. Which somehow can mislead Indonesia future generation, without deeper understanding of a context.  

The Art Of Being Decay.

May 6, 2015 § Leave a comment

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“It is through decay, humus and putrefaction that the lotus flower blossoms in all its beauty. What is ugly is also beautiful.”

Daddy’s Little Girl.

May 5, 2015 § Leave a comment

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” I just want to play with Bapak…” said Aisyah that day.

The Fisherman.

May 5, 2015 § Leave a comment

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“I’ve been fishing since I remember I live…” he said.

Kafka on The Shore.

May 5, 2015 § Leave a comment

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longing for a something that no one understand.

The Ocean Before Me.

May 5, 2015 § 2 Comments

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But your heart is like an ocean, mysterious and dark – Bob Dylan.

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